Dirty And Dangerous Obsession

28; Candy on a run

DIANA P. O. V

I never knew when a chuckle escaped my lips, as I drew my lower lips in between my teeth and I shook my head in astonishment. This lady is really a nerves breaker. What a bold guts!

“I got my eyes on you, Diane—-”

“Oh… You should be the one to watch your back.” I fired back and pointed my index finger at her face, “Because I’m like a flame of fire that will burn you into ashes If you dare to come too close.” I flashed her a smile, “Come on, clean him up, and stop blabbing rubbish.” I walked passed her and exit the room. Leaving her to ponder on what I said to her.

MONALISA P. O. V

_An eye for An eye, Diane! _

I strode toward where Derek was laying and crouched beside him and dropped the bowl containing warm water beside me.

I was about to dip my hand into the warm water when the door suddenly swung open. I veered around and saw Doven rushing into the room, with an elderly man, who was looking in his 60s, trailing behind him, but suddenly ran toward Derek.

“Thank goodness you are here. What took you so long, Doven.” I stood up and pulled him in for a quick hug, which he reciprocate immediately, sliding his eyes shut. I wiped away the dropped-off tears that rolled down my cheek with the back of my hand.

I breathe out the breath I never knew I was holding in relief while resting my head on his chest.

He pulled away and crossed his arm over my shoulder. We turned toward Derek, while the elderly man examined his wound.

“He lost a whole lot of blood and there’s a higher possibility he might slip into a coma.” He announced, and for a second, my heart skipped and stopped beating. Abruptly my head gave a loud barge, which made me feel dizzy before I lost my balance but Doven was quick to hold me.

“Are you okay?” He asked and I nodded my head in response and stood upright.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Is there nothing you can do?” He averted his gaze to the man, as sadness clouded his voice.

The man began to examine Derek again and after some minutes, he raised his gaze, “From what I noticed now, the bullets didn’t have much effect on him. Just your love for him will make it easy for me to work on him.” He strode toward me and smoothie my hair, and flashed me a smile, which I reciprocate dryly.

I furrowed my eyebrows, as my brain tried to wrap around the last words he said but I kept getting more confused. I eventually shrugged it off and veered toward Doven. “I want to see Gardy. You both are here now.” I rubbed the back of my head nervously. I don’t even know why I was shaking, for no reason. “Who is he?” I leaned over and whispered into Doven’s ear.

The elderly man chuckled softly. “I’m Mob Derek’s personal Doctor.” He disclosed with a smile plastered on his lower lips.

Doven creased his eyebrows, and dug his hand into his pocket, “Mob, Won’t be pleased to see you off his side.” He stated with a calm voice but I perfectly understood where he was driving at.

The Derek that I knew, would find me wherever I go. But I need to see candy. I need to see her today, no matter what. She’s so mad at me because I can feel it deep inside my soul. I need to find a way.

I held his hand, with a nervous smile. “I will be back before he knows it. I just want us to talk and I will be back as soon as possible. Please Doven.” I pleaded, with a convincing voice.

“I still insist, you wait till he wakes up.” He pressed on.

I sighed softly, with my shoulders falling. I drew in my lips in between my teeth and bite on them gently, trying to rack on what next to do. Just instantly an idea. “Okay then. I will be in my room. You see, I’m already waned out and drenched with sweat. I need to take my shower.” I tried to fake up a convincing smile.

He nodded his head, and I hastily exit the room and ran downstairs into my room to quickly run a quick bath.

After some minutes, I run out of the bathroom and wore my clothes, before running out of my room. I tiptoe down the stair, trying not to attract any attention to myself, but unfortunately, I walked past a door that was half closed, and I overheard Diane screaming.

I strode closer and peek through the half-closed door and I found out she was in a heated argument with someone over the phone. She was screaming and cursing at the same time, and I wondered who she was talking to.

“I’m paying you no dime, Hikel! Don’t ever call this line again.” She quickly ended the call and disconnected the battery from the phone and thrust it aside before slumping onto the sofa, resting her palm on her forehead, in frustration.

I slowly moved away from the door and run outside the gate. Luckily I saw a taxi drove by and I stopped him. He zoomed off to Candy’s address.

Within 2 hours and 30 minutes, he stopped right in front of her home, and I paid him off. I ran into her home and was stunned to see everywhere looking so messy and unkempt.

“Idris, get your footwear, immediately.” I saw her shove more clothes into her luggage. I was confused, wondering what was going on here.

“Going somewhere?” I slowly sat on the couch, while she flinched and quickly veered around, as her hands flew to her chest, the moment she saw me and breathe out in relief.

“Candy, what is going on? Why are you packing up your stuff!” My eyes widen.

“Joanna, we are leaving the country. I and my son ain’t safe here anymore.”

_What does she mean_